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Nov 2018
are the permanent
the eternal
which we forget
in our hastiness..
our identity lost
the objects of life
stand forth claiming
special reverence..
until
the tree experience
brings us home and
reintroduces ourself
to ourself...
See the blog for background and prompt
by Hermann Hesse:  www.polarityinplay.com
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